Mu Yingbao muttered, "You can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple."

If you are surnamed Xue, you can hide from the first day of the junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day of the 15th day of the 19th day of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19th month of the 19

I cursed in my heart, but I really hoped that some guy didn't come back because I was embarrassed to face her.

Because that means he is safe and nothing happens.

After all, he left because of an urgent matter.

If there is a small matter, his subordinates will handle it and they will not come to him at night.

The person didn't come back during dinner because I listened to Brother Hui talking about the things in the court, so I relaxed for a while.

Besides, Brother Hui came back and saw that his father had not come back yet, so he was worried anymore. She showed a worried look. The child probably couldn't sleep again tonight.

So Mu Yingbao had to pretend to be relaxed and joke with the child.

He asked Dongzhu to cook milk for Brother Hui and drink it before going to bed, which will help him sleep.

Mu Yingbao was worried that the child would think too much when he saw it, so he went into his house early.

It was almost midnight, Mu Yingbao was just thinking about adding some charcoal to the charcoal brazier when someone gently pressed the door.

"Who?" Mu Yingbao felt that the reason why the people outside whispered to the door was that they did not want to alarm others, so she also asked in a low voice.

"Madam, it's me, Lin Chuan." The sound outside made Mu Yingbao feel very bad.

Open the door quickly; "What? Where is your master?"

"Madam, you first hear from my subordinates that the master is injured. Now I'm in his house. Please come over to treat him." Lin Chuan was very anxious.

"Injured? Is he injured?" Mu Yingbao's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. "Come in with me to get things."

Lin Chuan responded and followed into the house. According to what Mu Yingbao pointed, he carried both medicine boxes.

From the West Warm Pavilion to the East Warm Pavilion, just a few steps are enough to make Lin Chuan admire this female protagonist.

He was nervous and worried when he heard that his master was injured, but he was still so calm that ordinary women could not do it.

Even if he didn't cry out without any master, his legs were weak.

After entering the East Warehouse, someone immediately closed the door.

Mu Yingbao noticed that the few people outside were injured.

"I've seen your master and I'll bandage you again." Mu Yingbao said in a low voice.

"Madam, I'm not going to get hurt. Hurry up and see my master." Qiao Qi's arm was covered with blood and his sleeves were dyed red.

Mu Yingbao didn't dare to talk anymore, and could not delay any more. He quickly entered the bedroom and saw two people standing by the bed, one was the old doctor Qi Dao and the other was Xue Wenyu's subordinate.

Hearing the movement behind him, the two of them quickly moved away.

Mu Yingbao stepped forward and looked at the person lying on the bed, and his heart was lifted.

There was an arrow in his shoulder armor.

There was no harm elsewhere on my body.

"Madam, please save your master, he is blocking the arrows for his subordinates." Xue Wenyu's subordinate knelt at Mu Yingbao's feet and cried anxiously.

"Don't do this, get up quickly. He sees you in danger and blocks the arrows for you. If you think he is in danger, you will block the arrows for him, right? Let's wait outside, he will be fine." Mu Yingbao spoke and drove the person out.

Mu Yingbao quickly checked the position of the arrow. It had been cut open and could clearly see that the color around the arrow was not right.

"Poison Arrow?" Mu Yingbao muttered to himself.

"Reply to Madam, yes. But I heard from Lin Chuan that the master felt something was wrong when he was shot in the arrow, so he took the antidote prepared by Madam. Otherwise, he would not have been able to hold on." Qi Dao said from the side.

Mu Yingbao nodded and took the pulse for Xue Wenyu.

"You go out to help those outside to treat the wounds first. Just have me here." Mu Yingbao checked Xue Wenyu's injuries and knew it. He spoke to Qi Dao.

"Yes, my subordinates obey the order. Madam, this arrow in my master is not an ordinary arrow." Although Qi Dao is fifty-eight years old this year, he is nearly sixty years old, but he respects Mu Yingbao very much.

Then he carried his medicine box and walked out.

Mu Yingbao didn't bother with him, rolled up his sleeves, opened the medicine box and quickly prepared what he wanted to use.

Lin Chuan, who was beside him, lit a few more candles and lifted up the sides of the bed curtain.

"You go and have someone take the medicine and add a few braziers to this room." She took out a sticky medicine from the medicine box and told Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan picked it up and walked out.

Xue Wenyu on the bed looked pale, his teeth were closed and his coma was unconscious.

Thinking that this man pretended to be drunk last night and wanted to plot against him, but now he was injured in such a sinister way, Mu Yingbao felt very uncomfortable. I really hope that he would be despicable, as long as he was safe and sound.

After all, his despicableness is actually quite naive, and he is just targeting her.

Mu Yingbao broke open Xue Wenyu's mouth, stuffed a pill, then put on a surgical gown and a mask.

I didn't want to bother him anymore, so I just used a pair of scissors to cut open his cotton robe, and my whole upper body was naked and exposed.

Mu Yingbao checked the broken arrow again and understood why Qi Dao said that it was not an ordinary arrow. It turned out that this was a special arrow.

The arrow has a mechanism. Once it is subject to resistance, the arrow will explode and many small hooks will be stretched out.

Therefore, this arrow cannot be pulled out with brute force.

If you are hit by this arrow, you will not detoxify and will not die.

But if you force yourself, the person who was shot in the arrow would probably die for a lifetime.

The dozens of iron hooks that are stretched out will hook the tendons, veins and blood vessels in the shoulder armor. Just imagine what the consequences will be.

"Bastard, when I meet you in the future, my aunt will shoot an arrow like this in your heart." Mu Yingbao was both distressed and cursed in a low voice.

It's too immoral, so it's okay to shoot poisonous arrows, but you're even using such a vicious arrow.

Mu Yingbao was still a little scared. Fortunately, Xue Wenyu's subordinates were careful and cautious. Otherwise, even if Xue Wenyu did not die on the spot, one of his arms would be useless.

"Uncle Qi, come in and help me later." Mu Yingbao walked to the door and whispered to the people outside.

"Okay, let's come." Qi Dao was excited now without caring about his wife calling him Uncle Qi.

"Madam, you won't have anything to do with your master, right?" Lin Chuan kept following Mu Yingbao and asked nervously.

"Don't worry, I can't make myself a widow, right?" Mu Yingbao stood at the door and called out to Qi Dao, but he could see Xue Wenyu's men outside, all of whom looked solemn and nervous and worried.

So, she had to pretend to be relaxed and joke.

No one can laugh at this joke. The lady's medical skills can save her master's life, but the master's vicious arrow is in it. Even if it is taken off, will the master's arm be useless?

In that case, how could the master bear it!

Everyone has long heard of this arrow, and it has a name called the Soul-Gathering Arrow.

The reason why everyone calmly didn't draw the arrow rashly is because someone recognized the person who shot the arrow.

Mu Yingbao threw down a cold joke, returned to the bedside, did not delay any further, and began surgery...

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